Bursting


All words by Neil Spragg

Milky Train

ALL LAUGH! It’s the milky train
ALL WEEP! It will not be again
ALL STAND! With honour and laudation
ALL SHOUT AS THE MILKY TRAIN LEAVES THE STATION

Dark in night eyes guzzling light of pictures that can never be
Mute like babies in a timewarp yet ever hopeful for another answer

Laughing at the milky train and grasping for connection tight
Never find a way to make it clear, mind and body always bloody useless

LAUGH!
WEEP!
STAND!
SHOUT!

Conscious soaring ears roaring faces turning questions burning
Turning back to mundane state, the memory always comes too late…

Marking Time

One step forward, nine steps back
Never find the dreams you lack
Every day a mountain steep
Enough to make a grown up weep

Wellllllll…

Take another look at your life it’s not so hard
The change can happen, and it will, if you drop your guard
Don’t pay no heed to other folk who tell you no go
‘Cos their advice is based on years of being so so

In case you missed the meeting
Don’t need your constant bleating
There’s plenty who are worse off
While you sit there and jerk off

Yeahhhhhhhhhh…

Take another look at your life it’s not so hard
The change can happen, and it will, if you drop your guard
Don’t pay no heed to other folk who tell you no go
‘Cos their advice is based on years of being so so
There’s nothing gained from marking time except a dull ache
The feeling like you missed the boat you knew you could take
But every day another way to change your habits
And some might say it doesn’t pay to know your limits

So now you see the option
To staying in the rat run
Don’t make the same mistake twice
Or you might pay a high price

Soooooooooo…

Take another look at your life it’s not so hard
The change can happen, and it will, if you drop your guard
Don’t pay no heed to other folk who tell you no go
‘Cos their advice is based on years of being so so
There’s nothing gained from marking time except a dull ache
The feeling like you missed the boat you knew you could take
But every day another way to change your habits
And some might say it doesn’t pay to know your limits
Perhaps a fool might rush to fill that angel’s footsteps
So make your own path cos you know it’s not that complex
And words are cheap, but so is life, if you don’t live it
Don’t reach the end and realise that you weren’t in it

Gout

Growing trended, trended faster, faster downwards, downwards sliding, sliding blindly, blindly silent, silent memory, memory broken
Broken promise, promise nothing, nothing given, given over, over spending, spending future, future perfect, perfect passing

Passing perfect, perfect future, future spending, spending over, over given, given nothing, nothing promise, promise broken
Broken memory, memory silent, silent blindly, blindly sliding, sliding downwards, downwards faster, faster trended, trended growing

Can you make the green turn grey?
More bad choices every day.
Stuff until it’s fit to burst
Every option must be cursed.

Laaaaaaaa, Laaaaaaaaa, Laaaaaaaaaa, Laaaaaaaaaaa

Want to, you know it’s stupid not to want to know you
Want to, you know it’s stupid not to want to know you
Want to, you know it’s stupid not to want to know you
Want to, you know it’s stupid not to want to know

Nudey Prod Games

Ackee ackee 1 2 3
Nudey prod games by the tree
Laid out bare for all to see
I prod you and you prod me

Ackee ackee 1 2 3
Back home just in time for tea
Laid out bare for all to see
Bloody nose and scabby knee

Ackee ackee 1 2 3
Pockets full of sweets for free
Laid out bare for all to see
Fags, and shandy drunk with glee

Ackee ackee 1 2 3
Desperate day in Coventry
Laid out bare for all to see
Tears in car park, empty plea

Ding dong the witch is dead
The wicked witch inside your head
Ding dong the wicked witch is dead

Time heals, or so it’s said
But only from the lies you’re fed
Ding dong the wicked witch is dead

Burn all the books you’ve read
You’re better off to stay in bed
Ding dong the wicked witch is dead

Blind down the path you’re led
A gleaming tower lies ahead
Ding dong the wicked witch is dead

Ding dong the witch is here
The wicked witch inside your ear
Ding dong the wicked witch is here

Forms all your earthly fear
As deep inside your self you peer
Ding dong the wicked witch is here

Strange thoughts will cost you dear
So keep your loved ones very near
Ding dong the wicked witch is here

There’s no escape, it’s clear
It pays to keep your mind in gear
Ding dong the wicked witch is here

Ackee ackee 1 2 3
Faded shades of memory
Murky times you cannot see
Just glints of cheapened reverie

This is not a song

This is not a love song,
This is not a rebel song,
This is not a new song,
This is not an old song,

This is not a song.

This is not a call to arms,
This is not a cry for help,
This is not an empty dream,
This is not a hope.

This is not an anthem,
This is not a way home,
This is not a grand plan,
This is not a life.

CHORUS

This is never the real life,
This is just a fantasy,
This is such a perfect day
This is all there is.

This is what we must be
This is the beginning
This is all your future,
This is everything.

CHORUS

Cock block and barrel roll

Over egg the pudding, cast a word to catch them out
Always underwhelming, neither whisper nor a shout.
Dance the dance of fortune, for tradition has its way

Words make dreams and yet dreams crack like so much ill unfinished prose
(Same) scattered thoughts cast to the four winds yet suspicion still arose
Hope is boundless, springs eternal, even bad dogs have their day…

Bursting greasy bubble of life
Cock block and barrel roll is quicker than knife
Scrape away with hope to find
Stink and memories left behind

Hello Sailor

Hello sailor, humour failure, tell a tale of all that ails ya
List as long as Tickles’ arms, regale us with your wiles and charms
A story told in dead of night, with no one there to hear your plight
‘Cos in the end you don’t want mending, every truth is there for bending

Cold eyes, world wise, blood rise, mind spies
(ever watching, ever judging)
Word war, slack jaw, ‘like’ whore, needs more

Cold eyes, world wise, blood rise, mind spies
Word war, slack jaw, ‘like’ whore, needs more
False hope, old rope, soft soap, can’t cope
Skim read, no heed, dead seed, canned greed
(Is this all there is on offer?)
Grind down, sad clown, ghost town, dark frown
Health scare, nightmare, choked air, seems fair
Eat clean, think green, live lean, unseen
Dead meat walking on this planet

Renard

Round and round like spinning clock,
Wind through trees, tick tock tick tock,
Captured motes of dust in air
Nature has no thoughts of fair…

(Can’t you let me off this ride?)

Hey….it isn’t easy
But there’s no reason why it should be
Use your cunning like a fox would
Send frustrations spinning skyward

Then…you make it easy
See…the way the planet could be

Take a leaf from every book,
(It’s) all there if you’d only look,
All crumpled thoughts come new, and then,
The cycle starts anew again

Then…you make it easy

Tease

T t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t TEASE!

T t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t

t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t

Talking like a drain and sounding worse with empty brain but always full of bad ideas and never stepping up for blame you’re a TEASE

Walking like the undead if a zombie had bad taste or maybe vampires lost their way and found an aeon they could waste you’re a TEASE

Take and then take more yet claim you really know the score but every judgement made is poor I think I found your fatal flaw you’re a TEASE

Make a face like that you ego-boosted little twat and now I really smell a rat amongst your piles of psychic tat you’re a TEASE

Bursting the Bristol scale

EXPLODE – like a bucket full of time bombs,
Each one making more mess than the last.

DESTROY – the hope of ever making better,
Your morals and your ethics vanish fast.

(This is not a true story, unless you take some action and make it one)

Lose your fear – fear is the refuge of the hopeless and the weapon of our time

Find your core – packed inside a truth you buried deep long time ago when you were lost

Use your voice – silence gives the power to the lie that shrouds us all in stinking dark

Love is all you need unless your love becomes a millstone round your neck, the concrete boots of peaceful stasis only help the powerful but there is no way but your love so love them harder and the cracks will show in time to find them begging for an evolution…

Perfect Storm

Writhing, even in darkness arriving,
still by the shore silent waiting, as the blood is rising
Only the first found alighting,
breathe now, slow down, seen all

In the thick of it,
dragged down into it,
make your bed in it,
for the good of all

Peaceful, hope raises motion eternal,
judged by other forces.
Open to altering courses,
fading through mist over eyes